05 - The Chico Tales
Lesbian… Julie smiled, `` after all, I promised Mitchie here a narrative and a write up she shall sustain. '' Sarah blushed deeply down to her theme, while her daughter wiggled in joy, as Julie began to tell the history, `` Once upon a time, a long, long metre ago, in a land called Mexico, there were these two fair maidens… ''
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Sarah tried to harbour her eyes against the strong Mexican sun as she walked down the steps at Mexico metropolis airport, wondering if this was such a good musical theme. Here she was, a few months into the vacillation nineties, and just a few hebdomad before she was due to get married to the man of her ambition, in the middle of a alien city, all at the impulse of someone she had n't seen in four eld .'I must be mad'she thought to herself, as she remembered how the conversation had gone with Julie a few calendar week earlier.
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'' Oh my god it 's you ! '' Sarah shrieked down the headphone, as she answered the cry from Julie, a closelipped friend she had n't spoken to in over four geezerhood.
'' Of course it's me, in the pulp and raw, and intellection of you, '' Julie purred in answer, `` and I hear you are finally getting hitched. See you are going to manage it before your thirtieth birthday as well."Julie paused before she went on,"and to a man as well, now there 's a surprise for an old dyke like you. ''
Sarah blushed at Julie's words and could find herself getting wet, as Julie could always push her buttons, and her aphrodisiac voice seemed to riddle Sarah's soul. Sarah was rapt to hear from her old friend, who had vanished out of her biography four years earlier, despite Sarah's serious try at staying in touch.
'' Ai n't gon na be able to shit the big day short clobber, '' Julie said bluntly, causing Sarah's heart to go down, `` buuuuuut, '' Julie added dramatically, `` surely you must be having a hen party somewhere, and I wouldn't miss it for the world. ''
'' Yes, '' replied Sarah happily, `` the bridal party, including my mother and aunts, are all flying down to Acapulco in Mexico on the 26th for a few days of partying and sunshine."Then, remembering who she was talking to, Sarah added,"and please be discrete, no one knows about our past tense, and I would like to keep it that way. They all think I am respectable. ''
'' Awww, no pussy licking then, or trading tequila dead reckoning for reversal job in some sly bar ? '' Julie giggled while teasing Sarah with some of their past prank, before offer, `` Tell you what… why don't we have a private party before we join that lot of bores ? You can fly to Mexico City on the 23rd and I will get you down to Acapulco for the 26th. Send your clobber on ahead as I have a little surprise kickshaw in mind for you, so you won't need Thomas More than a spare pair of knickers, in fact you probably won't even need those… but kisses… got ta run. ''
'' But, but, but, the monetary value, the details, the clip ... '' Sarah stammered into the scattered phone, as Julie had hung up and disappeared, as quickly and abruptly as she had four geezerhood ago.
The next day a messenger arrived at Sarah 's mansion with an envelope containing a first class ticket to United Mexican States City, with a hand written note that said, ‘ Short material - My treat. Your delight. - J'
Sarah hemmed and hawed over the conclusion, while gently sniffing the note that carried the aroma of Julie's perfume, causing a dampening of Sarah's breeches. After a great pile of careful and finespun give-and-take with her parents, and her fiancé, Sarah had finally managed to convince everyone that she would be fine on her own with her old friend from London, and that she would meet them all in Acapulco as planned.
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Sarah stood outside the drome trying to beckon away the jabbering Mexicans who were crowding around the diminutive American tourist, while tugging at her arm. Already flighty about this amour, the gaggle of locals had Sarah on the verge of tear, when suddenly a marvellous cleaning woman clad in a leather jacket and a short circuit skirt that barely covered her ass, moved forward and wrapped one fingerless gloved hired hand rhythm Sarah's shoulders, as she shooed the men away, chastising them in silver-tongued Spanish people.
'' Julie ! '' Sarah exclaimed in relief, as she felt her 5'1 '' frame being protected by her untested but taller protagonist, who crushed her to her breast is a warm and potent embrace.
'' Hey Short hooey, '' Julie quipped in answer, while lifting the nighttime, wrap-around sunglasses from her sparkly blue eyes and shaking out her bun, letting her farsighted auburn hair period freely down her spinal column.
Before Sarah could answer, Julie bent and kissed her warmly on the backtalk, forcing her clapper into Sarah 's mouth, bringing remembering of their past flooding back. Memories weren't the only affair that was flooding, as Sarah felt a sudden dampness and a heating between her legs, a familiar and common chemical reaction when Julie was near.
Remembering that she was to be married in a few workweek, Sarah broke the kiss, but still held her physical structure close to Julie's. `` What did you say to them, '' Sarah asked, as she nodded toward the group of sweaty men, who were drifting away and muttering to themselves.
'' Oh, I told them that you were a gay woman trainee here for purulent munching lessons, and then you were to be sold as a sex slave to Amazonian Lesbian in South America. '' Julie said with a straight grimace, looking down at her shorter Friend's spacious browned eyes.
'' Oh my God ! '' gasped Sarah while blushing deeply, `` you didn't… did you ? ''
Julie threw her head back and roared with laughter at the looking at of business on Sarah face. `` No, I didn't, you daft ninny, '' Julie said still laughing, `` I told them to go away or I would cut their testicle off and make a necklace out of them. ''
The two women walked towards the car parking lot in the undimmed sunshine, cutting a most unconvincing pair. Julie moved like a panther, her farseeing leg clad in fishnet leotards, ankle boots with stubby low heel, and her articulatio radiocarpea covered in numerous gaud that jingled as she walked. At 26, Julie looked in prime condition, and although Sarah was approaching 30, she also kept her small-scale frame in terrific form. In fact, it was their shared out penchant for working out which lead them to meet in a London gym four years before, when Sarah was doing a twelvemonth's fond regard to the John Griffith Chaney arm of her American law firm.
'' So, Short stuff and nonsense, are you ready for some fun ? '' Julie drawled, as she stopped in presence of a large Harley Davidson bike that sat gleaming in the car park. Julie fished in her pockets for some lollipops and a few dollars to give to the kids standing safeguard around the wheel, thanking them in Spanish for their fearlessness in making indisputable no hurt came to her beautiful car.
The less adventurous Sarah just stared at the bike, open-mouthed, and stammered, `` you want ME to get on THAT ? '' then added, `` how far is it ? ''
Julie put her wrap-around nicety back on, and tied her hair back into a loose ponytail, using one of the scrunchies from around her wrist, as she barked over the thundering engine, `` It's only 400 click and I know a groovy place to stop along the way. Now get on. ''
Sarah looked at her light cotton photographic print dress, and though she wasn't dressed for the social occasion, she knew she had no adept selection. Lifting the attire eminent around her thigh, she straddled the bicycle, wrapping her weaponry tightly round Julie 's waist, and feeling somewhat remedy, as Julie was showing as a lot exposed thigh as she was.
As the bike rumbled through the streets, Sarah could feel the vibrations running through her body, sending a tingling sense experience into her puss. Leaning her head against Julie 's back, she breathed in the new scent of Julie's tomentum, as she remembered how the two of them originally met.
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It was 1986 and Madonna was blasting from the video screens that were everywhere in the Covent Garden Gym in the heart of London. The gym was considered by some to be intimidating, as the rampart were covered in mirrors, providing no hiding piazza for any spare Syrian pound or inches. Sarah didn't really care, as she was addicted to the gym, coming here whenever she could. With sweat dripping from her body, she pounded the rail on the treadmill, having already covered 5km, but she still pushed on at a regular tread.
Glancing at the little girl running on the treadmill adjacent to her, she smiled to herself, thinking the 20-something year old looked like a gravid cat as she glided along gracefully. Sarah could see that she had already covered 10km, but she had barely broken a sweat, only a small dampening under her arms as grounds that she was exercising.
The girlfriend returned her grinning, and then pressed the button to put forward the platform to a steep incline, and Sarah was amazed and admired the way the she just gritted her tooth and force back herself onwards, not breaking the tempo for several mo, until she finally moved the platform back to the level and stepped off the machine.
As they cooled down and stretched in the Saame general area, Sarah turned and smiled at the woman and introduced herself, `` Hi ! I 'm Sarah. That was some punishment you gave yourself on that run. ''
The girlfriend looked at Sarah with a suspicious feeling on her face, studying her intently before saying, `` You are American. ''
'' Wow ! They breed them bright over here, '' Sarah laughed, humour and sarcasm her natural defense team mechanism when feeling challenged, `` What gave it away the accent or THIS ? '' thrusting out her chest dramatically, displaying the tee shirt emblazoned with the stars & stripes.
The daughter laughed then said, `` Sorry, passion, I 'm Julie. It's just that I am always a bit wary when somebody tries to pick me up. ''
Taken aback by her Assumption of Mary, Sarah stammered, `` Pick you up ? '' then added, `` I'm straight, um not that I have anything against lesbians, they are nice as I am for sure you are nice, even if you are a gay woman, I mean … '' Her spokesperson trailed off as her cheeks reddened, and she realised she was digging herself a large cakehole.
'' How do you know you aren't ? '' Julie laughed, `` have you ever tried ? '' then roared as she watched Sarah rosiness, `` c'mon let me starve over you in the shower then you can buy me a drink and see if you can enamor me into bed. ''
Sarah followed her into the changing elbow room thinking it would be strange to undress and shower with a woman who she knew would be looking at her as a sex objective, but in world, she felt totally natural and at relaxation. They chattered about respective terrestrial issue like the cost of the gym, the cost of a right repast and the commonwealth of the transport system, while washing away the effects of the exercising under the warm spray of the nightclub shower.
Already their friendship had started to raise and since Sarah didn't really have it away anyone in British capital, she accepted the offer of a drink. She found herself drawn to this crazy English young woman who, once dressed, looked like a interbreeding between Joan Jett and Madonna Louise Ciccone, and who had the most implike and outrageous good sense of humour. She would continually insinuate that it was Sarah who was the lesbian and she was the innocent one being pursued, and the more Sarah tried to refuse it, the Thomas More Julie would prevail, causing Sarah to crimson deeply.
To Sarah 's shock, at one point in the evening Julie actually leaned over to a twosome of guy who had been trying to gain their attending and said to them with a perfectly straight font, `` my sapphic lover here, '' nodding to Sarah over her shoulder, `` wants to engage me away and ravish me in a Sapphic sex orgy, do you think I should recount my Mum where I am going ? '' The two men nearly choked on their beer and as they shuffled away and Sarah could n't help giggling at her newfound Quaker's horrific behaviour.
At the end of the night it seemed to Sarah the most natural thing in the globe to go back to Julie 's for a dark cap, and from there to go to bed with her, not that they did that much sleeping. That night was the first off metre for Sarah with another woman and she learned things about her consistency she would never leave.
Night turned into 24-hour interval, and Clarence Shepard Day Jr. into calendar week, and the two women grew to be more than than just friends and lovers, they became individual mates. Then one day Sarah came home and …
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A rip was forming in Sarah's eye, as she was just remembering the sadness of their leave-taking to many years ago, when the bicycle rumbled to a stop and she was jerked back to realness.
'' Come on sleepyheaded head we are here, '' said Julie poking her in the ribs to get her off the motorcycle.
Sarah stretched and yawned and watched a piffling old Mexican man hobble up to Julie and hand her a key as he muttered something in Spanish. Sarah hardly noticed him as she was captivated by the palace that sat in isolated magnificence, framed against the hills behind it. Unlocking the imposing wooden doors, Julie rode the motorcycle inside and parked it, then dismounted and threw her coat of arms out wide and said joyfully as she spun round, `` so what do you recall, is it fit for my princess ? ''
'' It 's wondrous, '' Sarah said drinking in the beauty, `` Is this my surprisal delicacy ? ''
Julie laughed as she locked the wooden doors with the massive iron key, securing their isolated privacy behind the grievous paries, `` This is entirely part of it,"she said nodding to the dogs that came padding over and started to sniff at the two women,"that's the former part. ''
'' What do you mean ? '' Sarah said in a slightly confuse representative, as she was starting to put two and two together in the rear of her head.
'' Well, '' said Julie in an disport voice, `` you always said you wondered what it would be like when we talked about when I did it before, so now is your probability to notice out."She then added wryly,"You did say seven was your lucky number did n't you ? ''
Sarah recalled the conversation in the early time of day of the morning, as they were cuddling after an intense lovemaking session, when Julie confided in her about her canine lover, King. As Julie recounted the detail of the story at the fourth dimension, Sarah found herself getting More and more excited, and she opened her legs to Julie 's fingers. She thought the image of a woman and a virile dog should gross out her, but instead, she exploded in a thundering orgasm on Julie 's fingers, listening to how power's knot locked inside Julie, and he filled her with his hot seed.
'' If I was you, I would strip, '' Julie said while holding out a wicker basket for Sarah 's clothes, `` this is a opportunity for you to get a twosome of Day of complete intimate freedom, before you get married and paint yourself in society's healthy little box. ''
Sarah stripped quickly mesmerized by the wiener, and found herself getting wetter and wetter between her pegleg, just like she did when Julie had told her about her clock time with King.
Somewhat in a daze, she folded her clothes neatly in a mountain and placed them in the basketball hoop, unable to drag her care away from the growing dog's cocks in strawman of her.
'' Where ? '' Sarah croaked, her mouth dry from the excitement of what was about to happen.
'' I think here is fine, '' said Julie waving her hand at a endocarp bench that sat on it 's own in the heart of the hold in gem flagged courtyard like an ancient Lord's table.
egg laying face down along the length on the stone workbench, Sarah could feel the warmth from the stone that had been heated by sun that was now setting and the last warm rays of the day gently caressed her ass. Julie stepped forward like a punk version of an ancient druid with a sacrifice lying prone before her, and ran her hand along Sarah 's pussy rim collecting the juices that were copiously flowing from her flyspeck admirer.
'' My, my, my, aren't we excited ? '' Julie laughed as she felt the wetness coating her fingerbreadth.
Sarah blushed as she recalled the number of times she had masturbated to fantasies of submitting to a dog, and as she gripped the warm, smooth pit, she remembered how she had actually described this very shot to Julie one night, after having a ambition of being taken by a pack of unfounded frank.
Sarah watched as Julie carefully held her juice covered hand to each of the dogs, as they sniffed and licked them, allowing them to get companion with the fragrance and taste sensation of their newest bitch to be. Laying bare and exposed on the workbench, Sarah followed Julie with her optic, as she glided back to the table and picked up a glass of wine and sipped it thoughtfully, drinking in the scene before her like a director on a pic set.
Sarah's gasped in surprise as the alpha dog mounted her, and with his years of experience immediately found her willing muddle with one mighty knife thrust. In an instant, Sarah 's dog virginity was gone forever, fulfilling a longstanding fantasy, and starting her canine journey.
The vauntingly dog grabbed Sarah firmly around her waist and ride himself in and out rapidly with the fillet of sole intention of claiming this bitch as his before the rest of the ring. Sarah had never been fucked this brutally before, and she could feel her very psyche rattle, as the dog pounded her exactly in the way Julie had described it would feel. When his knot started banging against her, Sarah found herself begging for it, screaming with joy as the dog forced his mile insider her, and then pumped her full of his seed, while growling at the former blackguard to stay away.
Sarah was delirious with pleasure and squealed at the flashing of botheration as the start dog pulled his knot out of her. She emitted another shriek of surprisal when her pussy was almost immediately refilled by another dog who slammed himself insider her with what seemed care even more energy, as if he was trying to drive away the late dog's come.
Another moving ridge of pleasance coursed through Sarah as she was filled for a second time with hot dog ejaculate and as the secondly dog pulled away, she lifted her read/write head to see Julie watching intently while holding a minor black box. Sarah's focusing was bought back to her kitty as the one-third dog mounted her and after a few tribulation jabs found her sticky, cum-filled pussy. It felt like this dog wasn't as big as the first two, but he was certainly more enthusiastic as he thrust himself energetically in out, and soon she was filled with a third freight of hot, dog cum.
Sarah's mouth was dry and parched as the forth dog mounted and started to fuck her with an intensity and hurrying that made Sarah groan loudly. As that dog finished, Julie stepped forward and held a straw to Sarah's lips, allowing her to drink and wet her back talk but before she had finished the spyglass of water the one-fifth dog mounted her and force back the air from her body with a loud gasp of hint. Sarah could feel her dead body being battered as the twenty percent dog mercilessly fucked her to yet another mind-blowing orgasm.
Sarah was in such a post-orgasmic cloud nine that she hardly noticed when the sixth dog slipped inside her. As another orgasm crashed through her small build from the pounding she was getting, she yelled out. implicated for her ally's eudaemonia, Julie's crouched before her and asked, '' Do you need me to tell them to bar ? ''
'' You do and I will hate you for ever ! '' Sarah gasped in between moan, before screaming loudly, `` Yes, yes, Mr. Dog… fuck my slutty cunt, and use me, roll in the hay me, fill me with your doggy cum. ''
Gone was the prim and right lawyer, what lay over this stone Bench was an addicted dog fucker, with dog cum not dripping, but pouring from her knock about pussy.
'' You did say seven did n't you ; '' Julie laughed as a big St Bernard took his blank space in the queue.
Sarah could only nod weakly as she felt the dog rise and his massive cock jab and leave trails of cum across her ass. Julie reached under and guided the big dog into Sarah's cunt, which was now relaxed and exposed enough to take the massive dog. Her tiny physical body was pinned under immense dog and she mewed like a puppy as the dog slowly fucked her with long and slower strokes due its weight. Before it could force its orange tree sized gnarl into her pussy, Sarah virtually passed out from the number of sexual climax she had enjoyed but she woke with a yelp as the knot entered her and she climaxed in a way she had never experienced before, including the clock time when Julie had fisted her after one particularly energetic lovemaking academic term.
The next few time of day passed in a daze. Sarah vaguely remembered the endure dog dismounting and the strait of the stir of cum on the flagstone. She remembered Julie 's strong weapon system lifting her and placing her gently in a lovesome bath and then delicately sponging her bruise and batter flesh. She remembered Julie cuddling her to her raw breast and soothing her hairsbreadth as she drifted off to an exhausted but sated sleep.
The following morning Sarah awoke to the smell of newly coffee and pastries on a tray beside her and she eased her aching consistency to an upright piano position, bolstered by the huge fluffy pillows on the massive bed. `` You OK forgetful stuff ? '' Julie asked as she sat on the windowpane ledge of the enceinte shuttered window, totally naked and without a concern in the world.
'' Very much so, '' Sarah smiled,"now come to bed so I can give thanks you properly and taste your marvelous pussy."As Julie crawled onto the bed, Sarah added,"I have missed so lots, and after we make love, I want to ask my clip with the frump again, and I want you to savour them with me. ''
'' Good, '' laughed Julie, `` as she put the camcorder down on the dressing table, `` we can give a sequel to the television I recorded yesterday. ''
'' VIDEO ? You are joking, are n't you ? '' Sarah laughed nervously, before pulling her best friend into a ardent embracement.
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'' well Mitchie, '' Julie said smiling down at the young girl who sat at her feet on the veranda, `` what do you retrieve of United Mexican States, bet that gives you another sentiment of your Mother does n't it ? ''
Michelle sat there open mouthed until her mother broke the muteness with laughter, `` and you never did ingest any celluloid in that photographic camera, you tease. ''
'' Wouldn't have known how to work the stupid thing if I had, '' Julie laughed, before turning to see where Michelle had gone.
The United Mexican States story clearly had a wakeless outcome on Michelle, as without a word, she has gotten onto all fours and invited Chico to mount her, and was again in the stroke of rapture. Julie turned back to the screen and said, `` Seems like she is following in her mother 's footsteps, maybe she is make for the terminal step to join the club, '' and closed the Skype conversation, before turning back to watch Michelle enjoying herself with her family dog .